Where Do Your Demons Hide?

*Surreal* · 10-10-2013, 12:24 AM

Surreal

Surreal didn?t like where things were heading. The frightening male Chrysanthe had fought off at the beginning of Chrysanthe?s reign was now second Alpha. Chrysanthe had put him there herself. Silver ears flattened as she padded toward the call to warriors. Her mother had left the meeting without a word? All of her family had. Deep down, she knew her mother?s sadness came from a knowledge of an end. Her uncle too seemed tired. A beta was a wolf the leader listened to for advice, and yet in a sudden twist, it seemed like Chrysanthe had no trust in him, just because he made a move that he felt would have less damage on Valhalla.

She broke into the small group, noting the presence of the new second?s children. He would seriously allow children to fight in his intended attack? Mismatched eyes narrowed. She settled onto her haunches at the edge, watching him spar, then turning her eyes to Chrysanthe, who had also begun a spar with Collision, Azalea?s father. Where was Azalea? Her eyes returned to Syrinx, and she forced her face to remain expressionless. Too much snarling and posturing. An opponent would be far more unnerved by silence. A snarl, a curl of the jowls could warn an enemy of an attack move. Cormalin had been training her hard. She was managing to make him pant now. Of course, he was getting older. Alsander, however, had taken interest, and he had some moves Cormalin hadn?t taught her. They?d gone through a practice round in private after the meeting, more to work off the stress than anything else.

Surreal remained silently sitting where she was, watching, observing. Liberty was there, and Gael, and Rayne as well. Demonio, Seraphine?s father, was there as well. Alsander hadn?t arrived yet, and that was probably a stone in Syrinx? throat; he already seemed angry all the time. Untrustworthy. She knew Alsander would be there soon, though. They were almost inseparable.

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